Chapter 42 The Gentle Him (1/2)

Everyone was taken aback by the sudden incident.

The scene was a mess.

Blood flowed from Xiang Wan's hand and dripped onto the floor, forming a small pool of blood that was rather startling.

Xing Feifei seemed to have been scared silly. Her eyes were wide-opened in horror, and she was muttering repeatedly, ”I didn't mean it.” Her face was pale as she looked toward her father, obviously afraid that she would be berated.

”Goodness! This, this, this...”

The first one to come to Xiang Wan was her mom, Tan Yunchun.

All mothers would feel pain in their heart when they see their child hurt.

She was unable to blame anyone. She held Xiang Wan's hand to look at the wound before she went to look for a first-aid box hastily.

Her eldest aunt and uncle hurried to help clean up the mess on the floor, picking up the pieces of glass while Fang Yuanyuan helped Xiang Wan over to sit on the sofa and blew softly at her wound, her expression distressed.

Her youngest aunt and uncle recovered from the shock and reprimanded their daughter's carelessness. They asked with concern how Xiang Wan was doing, and when Tiantian cried out in fright, they turned to coax their son.

The house was in turmoil.

There were cries, sounds of coaxing, shock, as well as comforting words.

The one who was most unaffected was the victim, Xiang Wan, as well as their guest, Cheng Zheng.

After suffering the initial piercing pain, Xiang Wan soon felt numb from the pain although the pain got more intense as time went by. Besides watching in apprehension how her blood flowed out and the pieces of glass that were stuck in her flesh, she was looking coldly at her relatives in the house.

As for Cheng Zheng, he was most probably used to seeing death and blood, so his expression was the most composed and poised.

He was, after all, an outsider, and it was inconvenient for him to be involved. Hands in his trousers, he stood at the side. When Xiang Wan's mom appeared with the first-aid box, she wanted to help Xiang Wan handle the wound. His eyebrows furrowed at the sight and took a step forward.

”Do you need help?”

Xiang Wan lifted her head. ”No need.”

However, her mom was thrilled to hear that. ”Yes, please!”

The pair of mother and daughter had different responses.

With that, Xiang Wan watched how her mother complimented and expressed her gratitude to Cheng Zheng. She happily got up from her spot as if she was throwing a piece of hot potato to him.

”Why didn't I think of this? Captain Cheng majored in this. It's great that you're willing to help my little girl... Sigh, my daughter is clumsy all along, she hardly did any housework since young. She can actually get hurt from just a small thing like this...”

Blah, blah, blah...

She could not stop prattling on. Xiang Wan felt her scalp numb while listening to all of that.

Was she really her biological mom?

She was portraying her own daughter as a worthless person, while she praised him up to the heavens.

More importantly, did she really know what Cheng Zheng majored in?

At that moment, Xiang Wan wanted to know if her mom was treating her as a corpse?

Xiang Wan pursed her mouth tightly without saying a word. When she glanced sideways, she could see Fang Yuanyuan's teasing face and felt helpless.

Cheng Zheng was now crouched in front of Xiang Wan.

He had a stiff expression as he meticulously removed the glass shards with utmost care using tweezers. However, Xiang Wan was frightened by him... She felt as though she was a corpse on his autopsy table, that he could find some useful evidence from her finger without batting an eyelid.

Xiang Wan felt cool where his fingers touched.

The weather was so hot, yet his hand felt so chilly.

He was unlike Bai Muchuan, whose fingers were burning hot like fire...

Nevertheless, in Xiang Wan's opinion, this was in line with Cheng Zheng's personality.

There was always a distant feel about him. He might look easygoing, but he was actually cold and detached.

He might be similar to Bai Muchuan, but they were completely different on the inside...

”... Tsk!”

The sudden pain from her fingers awakened Xiang Wan from her reverie.

She realized that she had unexpectedly thought about Bai Muchuan again. Her back started to break out in cold sweat.

It was really painful.

She twitched her face, blinked, and asked, ”Gentler please?”

Cheng Zheng lifted his head and shot her a faint glance, his voice deep and slow. ”There is no wound that is painless. Being pricked by a needle hurts, not to mention glass? Bear with it!”

”...”

But this is too painful, thought Xiang Wan.

”Captain Cheng, the fingers are linked to the heart!” said Xiang Wan, gritting her teeth.

Her forehead was also breaking out in cold sweat due to the pain. Her body was tense, and she couldn't help trembling...

If not for the fact that she was currently watched by so many people, she could have been in tears due to the pain.

Cheng Zheng was now even slower and gentler than before, his eyes focused on the wounded finger. At times, he would make an occasional frown. From his side profile, his features seemed even more well-defined. He had an air of poised elegance, a different kind of masculinity which was different from Bai Muchuan, who was a dashing, cool, and bad*ss type of guy.

Within the house, there was someone who was staring at him.

But he did not say anything.

Finally, he helped to disinfect and bandage Xiang Wan's wound.

”The fingers are not only linked to the heart,” he remarked, ”the fingers are also of the same root.”

He was not loud but was enough to be heard by the people in the living room.

His statement clearly meant that Xing Feifei did it on purpose.

Despite Xiang Wan having the same conjecture, this was something that should not be said without any evidence...

Furthermore, he was just an outsider. How could he say it without any qualms?

This guy's character... made them embarrassed.